[to HORACE]
Better let him alone till [pg 081] the Governor's had time to think a bit. Governor's clever. He'll fetch the beggar about somehow.
LADY CREECH
[with a Parthian glance at the unconscious PIKE]
I sha'h't stop in the creature's presence—I shall go up to my room for my forty winks.
[Exit into the hotel.]
ALMERIC
[as she goes out]
Day-day, aunt!
[To HORACE]